I can't tell you what this place is, exactly. I don't know. It's something like what you'd get if you coupled the many worlds theory with Narnia and a few really hard drugs. If you want to believe the guide, people are brought here from all imaginable possibilities. Most of the people who know your name here aren't even from our world.

['Our' being key to that. He stretches out his legs, looking down at the slightly scuffed converse trainers lurking under his otherwise neatly turned out appearance. The tie isn't even clashing today.]

I am.